Chapter 14It was still very early the next morning when yet a second loud knock at the door of my sleeping chamber rudely awakened me. I quickly put on a robe – my fears going to worst possible scenario going through my mind. Of all the bad things I have learned when it comes to North and early morning news the two go hand in hand. “Come in,” I said myself up in anticipation of what was to come. The door was opened slowly making a screeching sound and from behind it emerged Kloss’s beta,Marcus. His expressionless face which he always maintains was furrowed with concern the moment he saw me, and alerting me. “I hope you don’t mind me waking you at this early hour Luna Sheila, forgive me,” he said in a manner that impressed her with his formal politeness. However, there is something wrong, and he needs you in his study right now,” Alpha said hastily. I nodded, swallowing hard. “I will get there immediately Marcus. Thank you. ” The moment he was out of sight I quickly washed a
The days after our victory against Richard and his grandma were filled with activity.Our pack had sustained enormous losses, both in terms of personnel and infrastructure. The once-pristine fields of our realm had been ravaged by conflict, and the air was heavy with the scent of grief and uncertainty. I found myself laboring tirelessly, traveling from one injured pack member to the next, using my healing talents to repair broken bones, close gaping wounds, and calm traumatized minds. The thankfulness in their eyes thrilled my heart while also weighing hard on my conscience. If only I had discovered this unexpected strength sooner, we may have spared so much blood.As I finished mending a young warrior's damaged arm, I sensed a familiar presence behind me. Kloss's muscular arms wrapped my waist, and I leaned back into his embrace, feeling strengthened by his constant support. "You need to rest, Sheila," he said softly, his breath warm against my ear. "You've been at this for days."
The urgent tone of the voice made me wake up instantly; “Sheila, wake up, we have to go to the infirmary right away. ” I sat up abruptly, suddenly awake and breathing heavily as Kloss’s sudden loud tone brought me back from the realm of the dozing off. There has been healing and strategizing for the last few days as we worked on recovering from our triumph every over Richard and his forces. However, the win had been costly as averagely they spent this much per game as illustrated below; Anxiously I asked her ‘what happened?’ Guessing that the worst was true I got dressed and followed Kloss through the hall. ”This is one of the former members of Richard’s pack. ” – Kloss frowns, pointing at the man who was looking somewhat elfin with his thin face and pointed features; he was writhing on the ground as if having some kind of a fit; none of our healers can manage to calm him down. ” The moment we gained entry into the infirmary it was mayhem. A young wolf, of not more than twenty
I have seen what Margaret can do. She must be halted."I gestured, feeling a tad of trust. Perhaps these new wolves could assist us with winning.As I went to show the new wolves where to go, a noisy, terrifying thunder consumed the space. I twirled around, my heart beating. At the edge of the backwoods, I saw something that made my blood run cold.It was a beast, greater than anything I'd at any point seen. It seemed as though a wolf, yet in addition like a shadow. It was just about as tall as three men remaining on one another's shoulders. What's more, sitting on its back, looking cheerful in a startling manner, was Margaret."Little Luna," Margaret's voice blast, seeming like it was wherever immediately. "Did you figure you could stow away from me? Did you figure your little walls could keep me out?"I stood upright, not having any desire to show how terrified I was. "We're not stowing away, Margaret," I yelled back. "We're pausing. Come and get us, assuming you're not kidding!"Ma
Sheila's POVMy general surroundings was disarray. Margaret's military ran into our walls like a dim wave. Yells and shouts consumed the space. I remained on the fortifications, my heart beating."Hang tight!" I yelled, attempting to sound fearless. Our wolves contended energetically, teeth and hooks blazing in the faint light.Out of nowhere, a shadow monster jumped over the wall. It was enormous, with shining red eyes. It rushed at me, jaws snapping.Automatically, I push out my hands. Brilliant light erupted from my palms, raising a ruckus around town. To my shock, it wailed in torment and broke up into smoke.I gazed at my hands, astonished. "I can battle them," I murmured. "I can truly battle them!"A cheer went up from our wolves who saw what occurred. Their spirits lifted, they battled more diligently.I ran along the wall, destroying shadow monsters left and right. Each time my light contacted them, they evaporated. I felt trust ascending in my chest. Perhaps we could win this
Sheila's POV:My heart beat as I watched Margaret's dim armed force approach. With very little time, I shut my eyes and zeroed in the entirety of my energy on sending a psychological call to Kloss."Kloss! It's a snare! Margaret's here! We really want assistance!" I projected energetically, trusting our bond was sufficient for the message to contact him.Waking up, I realized I couldn't simply sit tight for salvage. I needed to act. Rapidly, I accumulated a little group of confided in wolves."We should caution different packs," I let them know in a quieted voice. "Margaret's power is developing. We really want partners."Under the front of dimness, we got out of the pack lands. We moved quickly through the woodland, ears alert for any indication of Margaret's powers.As we voyaged, my psyche hustled. How had Margaret made due? What was the wellspring of her new powers? I shivered, recollecting her abhorrent snicker.We had almost arrived at the line of the adjoining Silver Moon pack
I ran as quick as possible across the blanketed ground, my paws scarcely contacting the earth. I needed to track down help. I needed to save my pack from the fiendish Margaret. She had caught us, encompassing our lairs with her horrendous armed force. We were running out of food. Using up all available time.I traveled north, close to the terrains of the other wolf packs. Some of them used to be our foes. We had battled about hunting grounds and pack borders. However, that all appeared to be so senseless at this point. Margaret was the genuine danger. She needed to control us all. I needed to make different alphas see that.My most memorable stop was the cavern of the Stone Jaw pack. Their chief was a major dark male named Gregor. He was known for being intense however fair. I drew nearer cautiously, my ears level against my head to show I didn't need inconvenience.Gregor emerged, his teeth uncovered in a growl. "What are you doing here, Sheila of the Quick Waterway pack? We're not p
"Sheila! Sheila, where could you be?"Kloss' mad bark reverberated through the forest as he and his champions hustled between the trees. They had been deceived, tricked away toward the eastern lines by bogus reports of an intrusion. Be that as it may, it had all been a stratagem, an interruption organized by the insidious Margaret. Kloss' heart beat with fear. He needed to track down Sheila and the remainder of the pack. He supplicated he wasn't past the point of no return.Unexpectedly, a natural wail punctured the air. "Kloss? Is that you?""Sheila!" Kloss howled, going toward the sound. He burst into a clearing and she was right there, battered and wounded however alive. Overpowering alleviation overwhelmed through him.Sheila limped forward, her eyes wide with doubt. "You returned," she murmured. "I thought... I thought perhaps Margaret had caught you. That you were gone until the end of time."Kloss snuggled her wildly, savoring her aroma. "Never," he snarled. "I'll constantly re